I'm watching the 1977 Movie "Fun with Dick and Jane," which is a hoot. George Segal has been trying to rob businesses for hours, and he hasn't had the guts to do anything. Jane Fonda is just SO dry and sarcastic.
They're driving around in a stolen XK-R, and just robbed a motel. It's just a stitch. I had forgotten that they robbed a televangelist.
Jane Fonda is 69 years old this year. Holy cow. She just looks amazing. I had forgotten that she had the exercise videos back in the 1980s - when she was in her 40s. MIDDLE forties.
My age.
Wow.
Exchanged a few text messages today with Wolfram. He's so weird. Well, I'd have to say that he's a step forward, since he isn't looking for a handout, and he is interested in me personally. Barb says she's going to bring him to our Whores of Baghdad meeting on Friday night.
Finished the answers to one of my classes today. Tomorrow, working on another loan, and then also working on a paper for my class, and organizing another course that I have to publish.
Ordered the Fabulair initial merchandise. It should be in anytime. Also working on our parade float and entry, on the website, on photo shoots coming up, on flight attendant costumes .. lord, there's a lot to keep track of.
That, plus ramping up for tax season, working on church, trying to exercise - again, keeping everything else working. Urk.
I need to do some more self-work; blarg. Doubting that my dad will come through with his promises next week. Blah, blah.
Had my wrists, elbows and shoulders adjusted today; it was excruciating in a lovely way.
My bottle of White Star remains yet in my 'fridge, untouched. No one to drink it with. Bleh.
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